Liberty Park’s field transformed into an ocean of sludge with feet slowly sinking into the ground like quicksand. A complete haze enveloped the park, sweat dripping off of everyone’s body as festival-goers danced in sync to the magical sounds that blared from the speakers, shared gloriously by all in the mud pie-slinging kingdom. Needless to say, West-coasters, it was a complete, joyous end to the three-day festival.